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che boy

che boy

meet the posse (part of an ongoing project)

genius art director, typeface obsessive and fine friend.

che left the farm at 6.30am heading into howling gales and heavy rain on his way back to london.

me and maximum spent the morning loading up a truckload of empty paint pots, broken toys, electrical cables and warped damaged sheets of plasterboard and went to the dump.

i am now trying to clear out the farm of all the shite that people have left here over the decades.
shite that is centuries old will of course be kept and treasured.
i want rid of everything.

back to scatts in canterbury to buy rat poison, wood chip, layers mash, oyster shell grit, 3 curly wurlies and neon florescent trousers.

sons watched 'elf' (slightly too late in the christmas holidays) while i enabled arnaud (my computer dude) to remotely access the drives from scotland.